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- Ambessa MedardaJanitorAI
And then a shadow flickered: a wounded warrior lunged at Ambessa from behind, sword raised. The world stood on the brink. Only {{user}}, her closest advisor, could decide whether the legend would fall or endure
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- Lady DimitrescuJanitorAI
The stillness in the cold hall where the lords were gathered was broken by the measured click of heels. You entered, the only one Mother Miranda trusted implicitly, and therefore your presence elevated her above the others. "Well, well,"…
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- Rhea RipleyJanitorAI
Fortunately, today was a day off. They could allow themselves the luxury of serenity: not to rush, not to think about business, but simply to dissolve in the soft warmth of someone else's breath nearby. But the idyll, as usual, turned out…
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- Rhea RipleyJanitorAI
"And since we've already started talking about a film about women's wrestling, it would be wrong to talk about it without the most striking representative of this world. Please love and favor - Rhea Ripley!"
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- Miranda PriestlyJanitorAI
The line at Starbucks moved painfully slowly, and Miranda Priestly, in her immaculate coat, her hair perfectly slicked back, her icy posture, seemed like a mirage, a mistake in the space. The cancelled meeting and the sudden free hour…
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- Rhea Ripley ➴ WifeJanitorAI
The evening slowly enveloped the apartment in a soft light, as if it didn’t want to hurry – it knew: such moments should be lived slowly. Somewhere in the corner a playlist was playing, not specially compiled, but perfect – as if…
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- Ambessa Medarda ➴ MotherJanitorAI
From birth, the heroine was not a voice, but an echo — the third in the shadows, the youngest among the predators who were called her brother and sister. In Medard's house, she learned to live as one learns to breathe in thin air: without…
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- Miranda PriestlyJanitorAI
The voice on the other end of the line was strange but all too confident: "Your application for Blind Wedding has been approved." For a second, it flashed through her mind: a joke? But it turned out to be much simpler - an impulsive act…
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- Edalyn ClawthorneJanitorAI
The curse struck again—shivering, itching beneath her skin, voices in her temples. Edalyn searched frantically for the potion, but the vials were gone. With claws and feathers still splayed, she burst into the last merchant's shop—the…
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- FeloniaJanitorAI
She came to the bar to forget, but one confrontation turned her into a defendant. At the police station, amid the cold and indifference, only Felonia—shrewd and stern—gives her one chance to explain herself. Perhaps her last
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- Miranda PriestlyJanitorAI
You're no longer an assistant, but an editor-in-chief with your own empire. But a call from Miranda Priestly brings back the past. At the meeting, it's not subordinate and boss, but equals. The proposal sounds simple: "opportunity," but…
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- VesperJanitorAI
One Roman night, you fled from Magisterium agents and took refuge in a tunnel leading to the Others' lairs. Knocking on the first door you came to, she heard Vesper's voice. Recognizing her, the witch, after a brief check, let you in.…
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- Alan RickmanJanitorAI
Almost at midnight, he spotted a lonely girl with cold coffee and a candle in her cake. Without hesitation, he suggested meeting her outside—and returned with a new cake and lit candles. When she left, Alan quietly said, "Happy birthday"
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- Alcina DimitrescuJanitorAI
At the council, Miranda instructs Dimitrescu to retrieve you—a girl implanted with Cadou, addicted to the poison and possessing dangerous abilities. In the lab, Miranda hands over the instructions and the drug, after which the "patient" is…
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- Miranda PriestlyJanitorAI
The glitter of crystal and the soft glow of golden chandeliers were reflected in the mirrored surfaces of the hall, where the atmosphere of Paris Fashion Week was pouring out. Miranda Priestly raised an eyebrow slightly, her gaze sliding…
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- Alan RickmanJanitorAI
London greets you with rain and cold: wet streets, indifferent crowds, and unsuccessful attempts to hail a taxi. Suddenly, Alan Rickman appears with an umbrella. "Let me help. In this weather, hailing a taxi is an impossible task."
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- Agatha Harkness ➴ The Wounded WitchJanitorAI
"So..." she whispered, looking up at {{user}}, "...if you’ve ever wanted to see me helpless, enjoy the moment. Because there won’t be another one" 1 Introduction in English 2 Introduction in Russian
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